Life is made of so many factors and living is a matter of
picking or being persuaded to pick one out of many possible pathways into
tomorrows that are either blurry or if clear could even turn out to be
illusion. We like to think that life can
be planned to perfection or if not generally willed to walk certain paths but
the imponderables weigh in and say ‘present’.
We decide within given frames and in our ignorance and arrogance claim
‘I did it my way’. We don’t say that we
were constrained to ‘do it’ in a particular way or at least in one of a few
available ways.
I wrote about a talented 7 year old boy
(‘Will Devindu Senal Herath be our next Sanath Jayasuriya?’). Where will he be 7 years from today? I don’t
know. Neither does his father. All I
know is smiling cynically to myself when I was 12 years old when my father, in
one of his imparting-wisdom moments, told his sons that while it was likely that
we had figured out what we wanted to do and be when we grow up these dreams and
ambitions have a way of changing. I
understood the logic but was firm in my conviction: I would become a bikkhu
and that was that.
It will be the same with Devindu. All we know is that he is one of many who are
talented in many ways. What he does or
does not do with it is a question that time will answer.
One thing is clear. He’s not alone. There are probably others who would also be
good at all the things he’s good at or an equal number of other disciplines.
Many of them would never know how good they would be at gymnastics or chess,
for example. Neither is it there fault
nor should someone like Devindu be grudged for being better positioned socially
and economically to explore more fully the dimensions of potential.
My good friend and classmate from Grade 2-4, Harsha
Wickramasinghe, now at the Sustainable Development Authority, engineer, singer,
philosopher and patriot, made some further observations.
‘What we lack is opportunities for these gifted children.
If such a student attempts to go in an unorthodox line (orthodox being
doctor, engineer etc.) his family and friends will take issue with him: "Pissu
Kelinna Epa..." (Stop playing the fool!). This is very true,
because if he goes in his choice of path, he will end up as a 'Paadada' (unacceptable,
outcast) character (yes, you and Rajitha Dissanayake came to my mind...!).
Only the real diehards will survive to reach the blissful careers of
their choice.’
It is never easy to pick a path in a challenging social and
economic environment. And there are not guarantees that we will pick wisely
either. Our children are required to
pick Arts, Commerce, Biology or Mathematics when they are just 16 years
old. Nine times out of ten, if the child
has done well enough to pick any stream, the choice is made by parents. When the bright boys and girls pick ‘maths’
or ‘bio’ (and since of late, commerce) there is little compulsion to choose
subjects like political science, Sinhala, history, geography, Pali, Sanskrit
etc. What’s worse is that the system is
too rigid to encourage a re-consideration of choice. So, unless you’ve picked wisely, you end up
devoting a lifetime to a field that is not your primary interest.
At the age of 16, no one can tell what would sustain
interest over a long period of time, what indeed one is best at etc. A child should not be made to encounter such
a decision-point at that age. It should arrive much later. Fortunately, children of today have far more
options than those of a generation or two ago.
They can pick themselves up. Not
all do, because there’s a perverse cultural fixation about sticking with
decision, erroneous though it may prove to have been. There are more options now than before for
those who realize fault and have the courage to acknowledge and correct. It comes at a huge cost though and changing
course is not something everyone can afford.
But Harsha is speaking of something else. There are pathways in addition to those
named Arts, Bio, Maths and Commerce. In
the rare instance you would get a committed academic willing to do the hard
yards pertaining to contributing to the sum total of human knowledge on a
particular subject who would also make the time to bring to fruition the union
of talent, passion and discipline in a totally different field (or one that is
perceived to be different). Tanya
Ekanayaka, a senior lecturer in the English Department at Peradeniya is
finishing her doctoral studies in linguistics but the rigors of academe has not
stopped her from pursuing her passion for music; she is an accomplished and
acclaimed concert pianist. In the
‘either/or’ of decision, not every one can see ‘both’ and those who do not would
tend to turn back on the pissu-weda (Crazy Things) option.
It is rare for a parent (who naturally harbours many fears
about the future, real and imagined) to advocate outright the less-trodden
path. We all forget that the end of the
path yields not that which is promised at turn-off point but what we make of
the journey. We can fumble and fall, get
tripped and bruise our knees or be run over by our own haste and error on the
neatly laid highway to heaven. No one
tells us this. Instead we have heaven
and hell signs at each and every fork in the road without the caveat ‘this is
perception and not necessarily the truth’.
There is no tragedy in a gifted child ending up doing
nothing related to the talents he or she seemed endowed with. What matters is whether or not the
exploration of these spheres empowers with sensitivity, courage and the
humility to open oneself to perceive the eternal verities. At worst they would be indulgent if their own
children chose the pissu-weda pathway to heaven or hell (as the case may
be).
Speaking strictly for me, I believe we are short of crazy
people so I wish more power to those we have.
As someone put it, ‘thank goodness for the cracks (slang for ‘the
insane’), for they let the light in’.
Thankfully, the better cracked will come through not because of system
flaw but in spite of it. That’s
something to think about.
Malinda Seneviratne is the Editor of 'The Nation' and can be
reached at msenevira@gmail.com. This article was first published in the 'Daily News', March 5, 2011.
1 comments:
Pissu wada often collide with social constructs and stereotypes. So it's a matter of being mama's good boy / dada's good girl or the prodigal who has to retrace his steps back to the family round the wicket :) I feel that's the norm still In sri Lanka. The only difference that time has done to it could be, just that the diversity of streams have become wider and short cuts have become cruder :)
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